One million bottlebags count 'em
Think they can bounce the ounce
And it get 'em

Yo black spend 288 million
Sittin' there waitin' for the fizz
And don't know what the $#&@ it is

An oh lemme tell you 'bout shorty
He about seventeen lookin' like 40
Treats his 40 dog better than his g

When he gets a big b-o-t-t-l-e
Oh he loves tha liquor
But look watch shorty get sicker

Year after year
While he's thinkin' it's beer
But it's not but he got it in his gut

So what the $#&@
Yo niga what's up
Now he's hostile to a brother lookin' out

But I ain't mad I know what he about
He's just a slave to the bottle and the can
'Cause that's his man

The malt liquor man
One million bags count 'em all
Other man gets happy

Watch the killas drink 8 ball
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Then I ask a question you brother
What the $#&@ is you drinkin'
He don't know but it flow

Out the bottle in a cup
He call it gettin' $#&@ed up
Like we ain't $#&@ed up already

See the man they call Crazy Eddie
Liquor man with the bottle in his hand
He give the liquor man ten to begin

Wit' no change and he run
To get his brains rearranged
Serve it to the home they're able

To do without a table
Beside what's inside ain't on the label
They drink it thinkin' it's good

But they don't sell the %#@! in the white neighborhood
Exposin' the plan they get mad at me I understand
They're slaves to the liquor man

Back to my homeboy shorty
He can drink it down
And think nuttin' about it

Pass it around and get tha 40 dog buzz
At the same time
Shorty can't remember what day it was

Say I'm yellin' is fact
Genocide kickin' in yo back
How many times have you seen

A black fight a black
After drinkin' down a bottle
Or a malt liquor six-pack

Malt liquor bull
What it is is bull%#@! Colt
45 another gun to the brain

Who's sellin' us pain
In the hood another up to no good
Plan that's designed by the other man

But who drink it like water
One and on till the stores reorder it
Brothers cry broke but they still affordin' it

Sippin' it lick drink it down oh nooo
Drinkin' poison but they don't know
It used to be wine

A dollar and a dime
Same man, drink in another time
They could be hard as hell and don't give a damn
But still be a sucker to the liquor man